is this marriage

"Don't you know me yet?"

After a long time, Jiang Yuluo took a deep breath, retracted his forehead slightly, and put on a defensive posture showing weakness, "As long as I don't want to, no one can hear the truth from my mouth."

"I don't think you should put me in the same category as the average person."

Zhong Ye took the opportunity to press a little harder. It was because of the stimulation of the ghost that Jiang Yuluo showed some flaws just now, but he recovered quickly. Although his expression was still tired and fragile, a bottomless light began to flow in his eyes. .

"Then tell me,"

Jiang Yuluo hooked the corners of his lips, although he was weak and imprisoned, he still did not forget to challenge calmly, "What is so special about you?"

"Except for me, no one should be able to hold Jiang Pan under him like this."

"Is this confirming with me?"

Jiang Yuluo laughed softly. He knew that he couldn't beat Zhong Ye now, so he didn't plan to fight head-on. Instead, he shrugged, "Afraid that others will treat me like you?... Uh! What are you doing?"

Both the loose coat and sweater were skillfully pulled off by Zhong Ye. Just as he was about to take off the last piece of unlined clothing, Jiang Yuluo gathered enough strength to bend his knees and rise up to resist:

"What are you doing taking off my clothes!"

"Don't move."

Zhong Ye is full of mana, and he is proficient in the art of spiritual speech, and his words seem to have the power to compel people to act. He just aggravated his tone, and Jiang Yuluo felt as if there was a huge force on his shoulders, and he couldn't stop it Unable to move the ground, he could only bite his lip and mutter in a low voice:

"I was the one who was forced to take off my clothes, why are you so fierce."

"You were injured on a working day. It is considered a work-related injury. My boss should be responsible."

Zhong Ye slowed down his tone, and did not force Jiang Yuluo to take off his last clothes. Gao Da, who was beside him, opened the medicine box with a wink and handed over safflower oil and sterile cotton balls.

"What do you mean, do you want to send me a red envelope?"

Jiang Yuluo's eyes were rarely full of hope, and sometimes Zhong Ye really wanted to wholesale a room full of Ming coins and let Jiang Yuluo sleep under them.

"Are you short of money?"

"No shortage."

"Then why are you so desperate for red envelopes... Turn over and let me see your back."

"Money can turn ghosts, and red envelopes can turn me around."

Anyway, Zhong Ye couldn't hold back, if he didn't listen to him, he would end up being forced to toss and turn like a fried egg. Jiang Yuluo simply smashed the can, pretending to be well-behaved and at the same time not forgetting to blackmail Boss Zhong with a few red envelopes.

"It's green."

"I know."

"I know you still want to hide it, don't you know how to cherish it?"

"Then I can't reach my back by myself."

"Isn't there me?"

Zhong Ye lifted his unlined garment above the butterfly bone, and the scars from being thrown by Heisha appeared in front of his eyes, leaving dazzling bruises on Jiang Yuluo's snow-white and slender back.

"You give me a little light...!"

Du's powerful fingers rubbed safflower oil to help Jiang Yuluo push the bruises. The warmth from the fingertips melted away the accumulated pain. At first it was stiff and painful, but after the massage, it gradually became numb to the bone Itchy and relaxed, Jiang Yuluo bit his sleeve with difficulty, and groaned in his arms.

"Did he treat you like this before?"

Zhong Ye lowered his eyes and earnestly helped Jiang Yuluo promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. Many scratches and cracks on his body were infused with warm spiritual power to catalyze healing.

"Who?"

Jiang Yuluo's head was depressed, and he didn't understand what Zhong Ye was asking for a moment.

"Black impermanence."

"Are you so interested in him? Now no one in the underworld knows how many years he has existed and how far he has cultivated. I advise you... Well, don't do that,"

The waist was rubbed deeply and shallowly, Jiang Yuluo couldn't bear the itching, she didn't bite her cuff all of a sudden and made a trembling sound.

At first, both of them just paused for a moment, and Zhong Ye quickly continued to help him massage the hard-to-dissolve blood clots. Jiang Yuluo saw that there seemed to be nothing wrong, so he stopped biting the poor cuff and lay down obediently. On the sofa, from time to time, a few words.

Gao Da couldn't listen anymore, covered his nose and hid in the next room, afraid of the hot blood in his nasal cavity gushing out.

"Don't, ah, don't, take it easy,"

"...Jiang Yuluo,"

Zhong Ye endured for a long time, even though he was very patient and quick to react, he had to stop what he was doing.

The culprit, Jiang Yuluo, was paying attention to the pain on his back, not knowing what he had just done, but when he felt Zhong Ye stop, he turned around suspiciously:

"how?"

"Can you restrain yourself a little and stop calling like that."

"What is it called... oh? Is it possible that the famous cold-faced and handsome Lord Zhong can't bear the noise? I don't know how many fairies and succubi have passed by your hands. What is your endurance... eh!!"

Jiang Yuluo was originally teasing Zhong Ye maliciously, but Zhong Ye poured a bottle of alcohol straight on his back. The alcohol evaporated so quickly that Jiang Yuluo could only shrink back in the cold, and even shivered.

"The neighbors have always suspected our relationship. If you continue to be so unscrupulous, the whole community may know who we are up to and who is down from tomorrow."

Zhong Ye was not polite to him, and calmly analyzed with him, "If those old people know that the son-in-law in their dreams is actually almost hoarse at night, I don't know how regretful they will be."

"It's not Jumping Candy who will go up and down with you?"

Jiang Yuluo decisively raised his leg and kicked at Zhong Ye, but Zhong Ye firmly grabbed his ankle and dragged him away by more than ten centimeters, turning Jiang Yuluo over like frying an egg.

"What is Popping Candy?"

Zhong Ye asked this question beyond his understanding very inappropriately.

"...Let Zhou Hong buy you a bag to try tomorrow."

Jiang Yuluo thought for a while, then added, "I recommend the apple flavor."

"you like to eat?"

"is acceptable."

"How many times have I told you to eat less sugar?"

"Are you my father?"

Jiang Yuluo frowned and said in distaste, "It's terrible, as Zhong Kui, you actually want to call His Highness Yama a brother and brother. Be careful, I'll let someone hand you a booklet to join you."

"It is Heiwuchang who really oversteps the rules,"

Zhong Ye didn't intend to let Jiang Yuluo fool him, "Or is it that His Royal Highness Yan is not ignorant, but acquiescing to what he did?"

"Zhong Ye, you can have curiosity, but don't think about things you shouldn't guess."

Jiang Yuluo was as protective of his godfather as before, "Curiosity can kill a cat, no matter if it's a kitten or an old cat."

"You have a subtle spiritual flow of Heisha left on your body."

When the last wound was dealt with, Zhong Ye didn't move his finger away immediately, but pressed against Jiang Yuluo's body to remove all the remaining Heisha breath in his body.

Jiang Yuluo looked at the black smoke that seemed to be lingering around Zhong Ye's fingertips, and sneered, "Fortunately, it's in the world, but if it's in the underworld, this spiritual flow is enough for him to travel from hundreds of thousands of miles away in an instant. escaped."

"Little uncle is probably looking for him when he came to the human world this time. I didn't have much dealings with Heisha before, but I remember having a conflict with him once."

"When?"

"After you got hit by the big waves and washed the sand, you hid in my house like an idiot without memory. He wanted to take you away, but I wouldn't let him."

"Don't call me an idiot if you don't have any troubles and candidness...Why didn't I know he was here?"

"You were only thinking about eating snacks in the house."

Zhong Ye paused, the memory of ten years ago seemed to be right in front of him, in the warm candlelight, Jiang Yuluo's mouth was still stained with pastry crumbs, but he was reaching for another piece of cake on the table barefoot like a little cat Like a stardust with sharp edges and corners, it warmed up in his heart for ten years.

"..."

Jiang Yuluo had no words to refute. After all, he really looked like an idiot at the time. Not to mention that Heisha had been to Zhongye Mansion, even if he slapped him twice while he was asleep, he probably wouldn't have noticed.

"It's done."

Zhong Ye healed the scars on his body, and even helped him straighten his shirt. Jiang Yuluo yawned before he sat up. It seemed that being beaten was indeed the most energy-intensive activity.

His eyelids were so heavy that he could hardly open them, and before he could stand up from the sofa, Jiang Yuluo felt that he was being dragged into the abyss called Anxi by a dreadful sleepiness for no reason.

Before losing consciousness, his brain was clear and he made a reasonable guess: Zhong Ye, the bastard, drugged himself.

"Jiang Yuluo?"

Confirming that Jiang Yuluo would not be able to wake up for a while, Zhong Ye tucked him into the bed smoothly, and told Gao Dao to look after someone, and to call himself if he woke up.

"Where are you going this evening?"

Gao Da raised his long sleeves and looked at Zhong Ye worriedly, like an old mother who was afraid that her son-in-law would go out and mess around at night.

"The wife was beaten by someone else,"

Zhong Ye picked up his coat and tugged at his tie, "As a husband, I must punch him back."

He didn't directly crush the black smoke forced out of Jiang Yuluo's body before, but injected his own golden spiritual flow into it. At this moment, the black smoke under his control is like a pointer. stabilized in a fixed direction.

At the same time, at the gate of the community, Heisha easily passed the sight of the security guards. There were still a few people walking their dogs in the yard at night, because the dogs dared not approach because of Heisha's breath, and the places he passed seemed particularly quiet at night.

"Hiding here."

Heisha grinned, and followed the breath of Jiang Yuluo to find the building where they were. The black shadow reflected by the moonlight on the cold ground was as huge as the backbone of a giant beast, rugged and rustling, quietly in the night. Climb to move.

Seeing that the black shadow was about to climb into Jiang Yuluo's window along the building, there was a "pop" sound, and someone firmly stepped on the end of the shadow, unable to move no matter what.

"Who?!"

When Heisha appeared, his surprise was beyond words. His strength was far above that of the old Hades and Baisha. The person who could pin his shadow so easily... Could it be Meng Zhoulian?

"Caught you."

Zhong Ye walked out of the shadows slowly, and the hem of the suit he had just ironed drew an arc in mid-air. Heisha was about to flirt with him, but Zhong Ye vividly lifted his shadow from the ground Pulling it up, an unceremonious over-the-shoulder throw smashed the huge shadow into the ground, smashing it to pieces, and the sound and color were all scattered.